Pain

Ball up your problems like crumbled up paper instead off throwing it away u keep it because it has an attachment on you. locked away in your room with different things rambling through your mind like your trying to find something you lost. your heart beats fast as though you have been running for hours and your adrenaline rised as yourself asteem falls but theres one name that you can call and he is there whenever you need him. his name is Jesus  the one that died for us. you bow to your knees in prayer position your readyt to release what you have been holding in. clensed from all of your tribulations and a brighter day comes with no more rain, no more storms, just sunny days. No More PAIN.

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